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"Willow. Did you understand anything professor Mickelson just said." My best friend and roommate, Julia, packed her things and stood up next to me.

"Absolutely not. I didn't think being a woman in stem would be this hard." I groaned.

"We got this, just 2 more years." Julia sighed.

We continued our conversation about class and figuring out a time we could study before midterms. But mid-conversation, we were interrupted by a parking ticket on Julia's car.

"FOR REVERSE PARKING?" She exclaimed.

"Isn't it easier to see your parking pass like that? Like they don't have to squeeze between each car." I agreed with this absurdity.

"I'm going to parking services. Do you want to stay in the car?" She put her things in the car.

"I'll go with you, it's okay."

It wasn't much of a far walk so we got there pretty quickly. But Julia wasn't too happy so it was quicker when she was speed walking.

When we got there I chose to stay in the waiting room. The service in that building always sucks so I couldn't do much on my phone. Instead I looked around for magazines and found an F1 magazine on the miniature coffee table next to me.

"Oh my bad." I heard a deep, slightly raspy voice with a hand also reaching for it.

"No, it's okay. You can have it." I said and looked up at him.

"Nah, I'm good. I don't need a magazine to tell me how much better Lewis Hamilton is." He scoffed.
I noticed his small grin, slightly pulling his lips, his symmetrically structured face, warm brown sugar mix of a deep green forest radiating eyes, and messy but perfectly sat wavy dark hair.

"Woah. He's great but Max Verstappen is better in my opinion." I smiled. I break eye contact for a second to avoid him thinking I'm drooling over him, before I noticed the few tattoos across his left arm, silver chain around his neck hiding underneath his shirt.

"Is that so." He turns his body towards my direction slightly. Almost entertained by my response.

"Yeah, that is so actually." I hid my smile a bit.

"I think someone hasn't been keeping up with their season." He teased. The eye contact is immaculate.

"I hope you're not talking about-" I get cut off by Julia's quick return. "They made me pay the $50 ticket."

I broke eye contact to look at Julia, and back at the stranger.

"I guess it's settled then. No one beats Lewis Hamilton." He smirked at me.

I shook my head continuously smiling and walking away with Julia.

"He was cute." She commented as soon as we stepped out the building.

"He was wasn't he!?" I laughed.

I told her about our interaction as we both screamed at the eye contact we held. But realistically, it's a really big school and it's just one dumb interaction. It won't mean anything after tomorrow.
But, woah. He was good looking.

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